Tim quickly pulled Jim into the shadows of the tree and pointed. There, in a distance was a girl. As Jim looked, he unconsiously put his hand against the rough bark of the tree, seeping into a daze.
The girl had long flowing hair that was tinted a golden brown in the sunlight. Her eyes shined red that were distinctive on her delicate glass sculptured like face. Her lean hands reached out from underneath a long silky sleeve that was part of the dress she was wearing. On her knee a cat stretched lazily, basking in both the warming sun rays and the beauty of its owner.